Monday, November 30, 2009

As I sit here by 公公's bedside,I see him lying on the bed.I can't help but feel the peace & contentmentGod has placed around us.We both know what's going to happen,but we're not letting it steal our time together.I gave him his milk through his tube,hold his hand and asked himwhether he wanted me to sing.I sang a few chinese songsand got the pleasure of finding outwhich one was his favorite."耶和华" a song named "Jehovah"....

Squeezing my hand whenever this song was mentionedassured me that this was his favorite.It was hard at first, being shy and all,there were so many patientsand their family members aroundbut what did I have to loose?I would rather my dignity,than him not hearing his song.

The tears fall uncontrollably.I just face him.And face all else out.

He had tears,But he also had a smile.I know deep down,he knows where he's going.And its a joy to see himdespite tubes, needles and all,being able to pick a songand sing-along.(well not exactly, but I can hear the tuneand make out the words)

Letting him hold my handunless I have to wash his syringesor throw somethingIs all I can do for him these last days.

The simple gesture of just holding his handmeans the world to the both of us.He's been grumbling the whole time I write this.I guess he wants me to sing him his favorite song.

His grip's so strongI can't imagine how anyone healthycan grip as long and as hard as this.I guess all his energy is exertedto show love through his hold.It kinda hurts when he squeezes that long,But I don't want it to end.

I love him and so does God.I know he's going to a better place,and be in safer arms.A place so beautiful,a million words cant describe.He's going to spend all of eternitywith the One above.He is truly blessed.

Ok, now I really have to sing to himfor he's grumbling away.It's my pleasure though,I'll do it day after day,til he leaves for a better place.

I'll sing to him in our own worldNo one else hearsIt is just us....Me, him and the One above....

Monday, November 16, 2009

"The sun will no longer be your light during the day nor will the brightness from the moon be your light, because the Lord will be your light forever, and your God will be your glory Your sun will never set again, and your moon will never be dark, because the Lord will be your light forever, and your time of sadness will end."

Came across this passage during my quiet time and this section really jumped out at me, made me rethink of life on earth and the beauty we see in God's creation. However, what is it really when compared to the beauty we'll envision when we spend all of eternity with our Father?

Life is beautiful through our eyesBeautiful trees and mountains surround usThe sea connects with the skies in the distanceMaking it seem like a pure blue sheetAs delicate and soft as the fur on a sheep

We see thousands of speciesFrom flowers to walking creaturesUnique in their own wayMore than words could ever saySometimes taking our breath away

What can be more beautiful?I catch myself sayingBut after reading "Isaiah"I go now in wonderOf the place I'll spend in eternity

What is more beautifulThan the bright morning sunlightOr the brightness of a full moon

The beautiful color of a sunsetAnd the denseness of a clear dark sky

Or the silver lining I saw while driving todayThe mix of orange and blueDoesn't sound quite right for it's hard to describeCaught my full attentionMaking me drive in not very good motion

What actually can be more beautifulAll these seems to be a "wink" from GodAren't these enough?To us it may seemFor we're nothing short of human

But in God's perspective And through His eyesThere's stuff a million times better than thatMore beautiful than we can ever imagineAs stated in the book of Isaiah

For the Lord will be our light foreverAnd also be our gloryThe sun will never set againAnd the moon will never be dark

Not because they don't want to

But because they don't have to!There will be light forevermoreBecause of our LordAnd times of sadness will endNo more weeping, no more crying

That's right!Picture a life without sadnessNo emotional or physical painIt's kinda impossible for we've never felt itI'm just waiting for the day when I'll run straight into His arms